I like talking. And most people like to listen to what I say. There's nothing more I enjoy than having a nice talk with someone. Even when we have visitors in our house, I want to talk to them, and I can't stop.
In such cases, after five mitutes, my dad tells me to stop talking. I ignore him-most of the time. But when I do that, it means that an arguement will follow after our visitors leave.
It's so unfair! He knows how much I like talking (about anything, honestly) and yells at me...
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